The villain brother is unreliable, I'm still striving for self-improvement

The silent dining hall.

Chu Ge stretched out his black paws, picked up a white steamed bun, and stuffed it into his mouth.

All the people who were watching Chu Ge raised their hands to cover their faces, for fear of harming the innocent.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Everyone waited for a while, but none of them got the long-awaited sword energy.

Some curious disciples opened their sleeves and peeked through the small slits.

I saw Singer Chu holding a white and fat steamed bun, with bulging cheeks, just like a hamster, with his eyes slightly squinted, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

In the ceramic bowl, there are only three big steamed buns left.

It is not difficult to see that she has eaten one and has the second in her hand.

All the disciples opened their mouths wide and poked there like half a log.

Even the old man with the white beard who was sitting leisurely on the stool with his arms folded, waiting to move his muscles, stood up in shock.

The originally dull eyes suddenly burst into light, and the words were eager,

"Little black girl, what do you think of this steamed bun?"

Chu Ge stuffed another mouthful, looked at the expectant look of the old man with white beard, tilted his head, and thought for a while.

"Fluffy, chewy, with a stinky sweetness, I like this durian bun."

"Liulian Mantou? Lianlian Mantou..."

The old man with the white beard was shocked, and kept repeating Chu Ge's words.

While gnawing on the steamed buns, Chu Ge looked at the white-bearded old man in front of him.

He is short and fat, with gray beard and gray hair, can't see his face clearly, has a round nose, and his eyes are particularly bright. If the gray clothes are replaced with a festive red dress, he looks like Santa Claus.

"Little black girl, you got this name well. From now on, my steamed buns will be called Liulian steamed buns." The white-bearded old man looked at Chu Ge excitedly, with a flash of obscure emotion in his eyes.

Chu Ge, who was eating hard, didn't notice that she was happily eating steamed buns at this time.

This durian-flavored steamed bun is much more delicious than Song Qingwei's Bailing noodles steamed bun.

She decided to buy steamed buns from this old man with a white beard in the future.

Didn't look at the disciples next to him, and retreated as soon as he smelled it?

It is not easy for the elderly to get up early in the morning to make steamed buns.

"Grandpa, I bought all the steamed buns you left."

Chu Ge proudly untied the Lingshi bag wrapped around his waist and put it on the table.

"Take it, you're welcome."

"If there are too many, I will treat them as ordered by me, old man. From now on, I will make your buns round for you."

Xuanyang Sect is a big sect, and they are not stingy at all with their direct disciples, they will have a monthly salary of 100 yuan for mid-grade spirit stones.

Song Qingwei's eyes were red when she saw the Lingshi bag.My heart aches, her spirit stone!

A group of onlookers trembled, scared!

This day's black girl from Jianfeng, I didn't know it when I first started, this strange old man's steamed buns are not only smelly but also very expensive.

The last person who bought this stinky steamed bun took a bite, spat it out, and was thrown off the roof by the strange old man.The big hole was repaired only a few days ago.

The last person who knocked off this stinky steamed bun in a fight had poured out all the spirit stones in his body, and he couldn't pay off his debt.

That's a full 100 yuan top-grade spirit stone, not a 100 yuan low-grade spirit stone!

In the end, the blamed old man flew out of the gate with one sleeve, knocking out a human-shaped opening in the wall.The marks that were just repaired are still there!

As for the origin of this strange old man, no one knows, everyone only knows, so don't mess with it.

This new black girl, who is not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf, is doomed now.

Just when a group of people sympathized with Chu Ge's next experience,

"Hahaha~~~"

There was a burst of hearty laughter, and the old man with the white beard who sold steamed buns laughed.

"it is good."

A simple word speaks loudly.

Under the horrifying gazes of a group of people, Chu Ge swaggered away with a basket of stinky steamed buns.

……

The wind in the morning is mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees, which smells good and makes people feel refreshed.

However, when a figure passed by, the pleasant fragrance changed instantly, and turned into a rancid smell, which had been retting for several years.

With a steamed bun in his mouth, and seventy, eighty or ninety white and fat steamed buns in the bamboo basket in his arms, Chu Ge smiled so hard that his eyebrows and eyes were crooked.

The old man with the white beard in the canteen is really good at craftsmanship.

There is no durian in every mouthful of steamed buns, and it tastes like durian again.

So tm delicious.

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There were bursts of noise from the training ground of Tianjian Peak.

Chu Ge shrugged his ears, his face full of doubts.

It's not time for evening training yet, why is there a sound on the training ground?

Yesterday, Du Ziteng had told Chu Ge countless times about the routine of Tianjianfeng's daily routine, detailing everything.

Du Ziteng didn't let Chu Ge's ears go until Chu Ge knew it by heart.

The difference between Tianjian Peak and other peaks is that the other peaks are all morning exercises, which advertise that the day's plan is in the morning, while Tianjian Peak is evening exercises, which start after eating and sleeping.

Yesterday, if their master Gu Yuan hadn't just passed by after lunch, Chu Ge would have to practice martial arts again and wait until the sun goes down.

Now, the sun is rising.

The bell for the morning training has not rang yet, who is training in the martial arts field?

Chu Ge's curiosity was very itchy, as if being scratched by a cat.

Check it out.

……

On the huge training ground, there were three men of different styles standing with their upper body naked.

There are masculine men with biceps, big pectoral muscles and eight-pack abs, soft and handsome men with exquisite collarbones, fair skin, wide shoulders and narrow hips, and simple and fat men with big arms, thick chests, and burly and steady.

There are three styles of men, there is always one that can arouse your interest.

Holding the bamboo basket, Chu Ge ate durian steamed buns while admiring the handsome figures of the three senior brothers.

As the sword in his hand was swung again and again, drops of crystal sweat slowly left along the muscle lines, reflecting dazzling brilliance in the sun.

"What smell? Why is it so smelly?"

"Didn't Master say to have breakfast? Did he bring something back?"

"Why does this smell seem familiar?"

Lin Haotian, Bai Zimo, and Du Ziteng looked straight in the direction of the smell.

A thin and dark figure appeared in front of their eyes, it was their little junior sister Chu Ge.

"Morning brothers, good morning!"

Chu Ge enthusiastically waved the durian steamed bun in his hand, and greeted the three of them.

one two Three!

Three pieces of clothes quickly fell from the sky and landed on Chu Ge's head, covering her view.

Chu Ge blinked as the whole world became dark in an instant.

Brothers, are you shy?

But she has seen more explosive than this?For example, the kind that only wears a pair of swimming trunks.

Hey!

Men in this world are so shy.

Chu Ge silently took a bite of the durian bun...